I feel like my heart has been wretched out. A few nights ago I came into the kitchen to find Quin standing in the outside doorway yelling. At first I thought he was calling to his little friend across the street. Then I heard what he was saying. "Hey God bring Mama a new baby!!". This was totally wierd and random. I don't talk to him about babies. When I asked him why he was doing that he said "God lives up in the sky so I had to open the door so he could hear me. You need a baby." I just sorta laughed it off. Well, tonight he and dh are playing on the floor. He randomly says "Mama's gunna get a new baby." DH ask why. Quin's response was so matter of fact "Because I asked God to bring her one."
Im really hoping the kid knows more that I do. Our frozen embryo transfer is scheduled for January. It would have been sooner but I want to do a Disney trip-which we have planned for December. I always had this feeling that my kids would be 5 years apart. Quin will be 5 in March so that would work.